Abel said: "You can tell me what I mean and return it to the FIA ​​headquarters."

Max Mosley nodded and said: "I will definitely do it this way. Please rest assured about this."

Abel smiled, and Max Mosley left worriedly.

As soon as Max Mosley left, Abel remained alone in the box for a few minutes.

A few minutes later he called David Jones in.

"What is Miss Li doing now?" Abel asked.

"Ms. Anna Li, is drinking coffee and reading in the cafe next to the executive lounge."

"Miss Jessica Lee, just arrived at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway with Miss Bush."

David replied.

"Let's go." Abel stood up, "I'm going to see the older Miss Li."

David smiled back.

Surrounded by his entourage, Abel left the business box in the executive corridor.

When passing the lounge hall, halfway through the walk, Abel heard someone calling him.

"Mr. Smith? Mr. Smith? Is it Mr. Smith?"

In a place like this, few people would make a lot of noise.

Once someone makes a loud noise, it is easy to attract everyone's attention.

Abel also looked over. He saw an old white man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties and wearing glasses more than ten meters away, being blocked by his bodyguard and waving to him.

Abel felt that this old man looked familiar, so David whispered in his ear: "It's David Stern, the president of the NBA."

When David reminded him, Abel also remembered the identity of this little old man.

After thinking for a while, Abel said to Edward: "Let Mr. Stern come over and let's go back to where we were."

A few minutes later.

David Stern and Abel came to the business box where Abel and Max Mosley had just stayed.

"Hello, Mr. Stern, my name is Abe Smith, and I am the owner of the Houston Rockets."

In the box, Abel smiled and extended his hand to the little old man David Stern.

David Stern looked a little flattered, and he didn't know if he was pretending.

He quickly held Abel's hand with both hands, shook it and said with a smile:

"It is the happiest thing for me this year that Mr. Smith can join the NBA family! I am David Stern, nice to meet you!"

Abel exerted slight force, and David Stern immediately let go of his hand.

The two of them sat down separately in the business box.

"Why did Mr. Stern come to Polis? I remember there is no basketball team here?"

"Oh, I think so." As soon as he finished speaking, Abel remembered that there was an NBA basketball team in Polis, called the Indiana Pacers, and their home arena is still called Conseco Arena.

David Stern smiled bitterly. The league's president did not think Abel was making fun of the NBA by not immediately thinking of the Indiana Pacers.

Because in fact, at the top level of this country.

Many big shots really don't pay much attention to the NBA.

This is mainly because in this league, black people account for too many proportions.

There are already so many that they have suppressed the white color that the big shots value.

This makes the NBA league, among the upper class of this country, especially the stubborn white class.

The NBA is regarded as an inferior thing and the most inferior game.

David Stern and the league have been trying to change that.

Many measures were taken in the middle, such as more lenient sentences for white players, and others.

But in a sport like basketball, black athletes with naturally stronger jumping abilities have greater talent.

The Alliance had no choice but to let it go.

After David Stern smiled bitterly, he explained to Abel:

"I came here for the Indiana Pacers. I was discussing some league matters with Herb Simon and Melvin Simon."

Melvin Simon and Herb Simon are the owners of the Indiana Pacers.

These two old men are the founders and owners of Simon Real Estate Group.

If the wealth of the two brothers is divided, it is roughly the same as that of Ikana's father.

Taken together, they rank around 380 on the list of richest people in the United States.

"Oh." Abel nodded, "I came here to watch the F1 American race. I bought two F1 teams and came here to see their performance."

"Two F1 teams?" David Stern asked in surprise.

Abel shrugged:

"That's right. One was originally named Team Prost, and the other was originally named Team Feijian. Now their names are MGM and Tesla."

David Stern has heard of both teams.

As the president of the NBA, he is one of the people on the planet who is most familiar with the operation of commercial sports.

David Stern knows a lot about global business sports.

Including Formula 1, which is far more influential than the NBA, has higher ratings and is more profitable.

"Two F1 teams. As expected of Mr. Smith." David Stern said with a smile:

"You are the first person in history to own two F1 teams, and you are also the first American to own an F1 team."

Abel looked at David Stern and said quietly:

"Actually, I could have become a man who owns two NBA teams at the same time. This is also a world record. Unfortunately, Mr. Stern, you don't allow it."

David Stern would love to have his mouth fucked.

Which pot is this? If I don’t mention it, which pot should I mention?

The president of the NBA League laughed awkwardly and said: "The situation in the NBA League is different from the situation in Formula 1. Please forgive me."

What David Stern said was not a lie either.

The NBA league is actually, to put it bluntly, a business league composed of 30 teams.

Thirty teams are the major shareholders of the league. The league official is the management and chairman recognized by these shareholders.

Under normal circumstances, the interests of shareholders are not affected.

League officials have extremely high power over the NBA.

But if it infringes on the interests of the vast majority of shareholders, the alliance official will only become a decoration.

Fortunately, most of the time, these thirty shareholders are never united and have different interests and needs.

Only in this way can NBA officials have the greatest power in the league.

Abel wants to own two NBA teams.

This is obviously against the interests of other team owners, that is, the league's shareholders.

It is absolutely impossible for these shareholders to agree to this request.

In this way, it is impossible for NBA officials to agree with Abel's idea.

Abel didn't know this at first, but the advisory team later made this situation clear to him.

Knowing that it was indeed very difficult, Abel canceled the idea.

This is mainly because his obsession with the NBA is not very deep.

If he didn't have Yao's feelings, then Abel might not even have the slightest interest in the NBA.

This idea was rejected, and Abel stopped working on it.

At this moment it’s just a joke about David Stern.

If it were the Hudson Bay City Plaza, something he was obsessed with.

With Abel's character, even if he knew the success rate was very low, he would still give it a try.

Looking at David Stern, Abel's heart suddenly moved, and he said again in a leisurely voice:

"By the way, Mr. Stern, the Rockets' performance this season is so bad that I'm not even in the mood to watch the team's games live. Can't the league provide some help to such a weak team?"

David Stern thought you were too direct.

Even if you want to cheat, can you be more tactful?

And in the NBA, who doesn’t know that the Houston Rockets started to completely fail after you acquired them?
To be continued...